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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Levi/Eren_Yeager
  Additional Tags:
      Shameless_Smut, Minimum_Spoiler_for_Chap51, Anal_Sex, Fingering, two
      dorks, PWP, Eren_Being_Horny
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-26 Words: 3935
****** Trouble in Paradise ******
by OutOfTheBlue
Summary
     Sex in the castle? Easy. The place was big enough for no one to hear.
     Sex in the fields? Easier. No one wants to take a stroll out in the
     forest.
     Sex in the cabin? …Hard as hell.
Notes
     I like to spell Eren's last name as Jaeger, not Yaeger.
See the end of the work for more notes
 
My name is Eren Jaegar, and I am a horny fifteen year old. I am secretly in a
relationship with a thirty-three year old man. Before you look at me in disgust
or pity (thinking that I can't make decisions for myself), let me tell you, I
can. In fact, I came onto that man repetitively until he had no choice. You can
say I kept pestering him until he gave in. Heh. The tactic worked like a charm.
Our world is not entirely filled with dandelions, unless you close your eyes
and imagine titans with flower head pieces. There is death. There is life.
There are also perverted kids who can't help themselves but to get into their
corporal's tight ass pants to gladly suck his cock. Not saying that I haven't
done that underneath a desk, licking it like a special treat (because I have).
Sex in the castle? It was no problem. The place was huge. Levi fucked me in the
dungeon when it was his night to keep watch of me, so naturally no one heard
us. He also took me on those days I had to visit his office for an "important
message." We sometimes did it on the floor, the couch, his desk, or on his
chair (I know, we're like wild animals. But hey, you can't blame a boy in his
hormonal stage and a grumpy old guy that did not have enough sex during his
youth).
Now sex outdoors? Funny story with that. It was after training with the squad
(the squad that was alive at that time). Levi told them that we would meet up
with them later. I was a bit confused at first, because you see, we never done
it outdoors because of all the bugs, dirt, and shit that can ruin our pristine
clothing.
Levi that day was having none of that.
The military police paid us a nice visit in order to tell the higher-ups that
the recon corps was doing what it was supposed to be doing – keeping an eye on
me. For weeks they stayed and for weeks Levi was in countless meetings.
Apparently they wanted to separate us to see if things went haywire, his squad
was capable of putting me down. Which of course never happened, because Hanji
was there and she knew how to handle me more than the rest of them.
There was Levi, in all his angry ass glory, who took it out on me in the forest
(it was the only time the military police did not want to intervene. After all,
they don't train. And it was hot that day.) We went at it against an old oak
tree. Thankfully, Levi was nice enough to keep my shirt on so I did not get any
blisters. He supported all of my weight as I had my legs wrapped around him. He
propped me against the tree, pounding deeply into me. It was so hot that day.
We were both sweating. But the outcome was glorious. We were both sated.
Sticky, but oh-so satisfied.
But now I was horny as ever. I stared up at the wooden ceiling, hearing the
creaks of the floorboard from above. All the girls in Levi's new squad had to
sleep upstairs (especially since Jean insisted that we should all slept
together, and preferably with Mikasa.)
To my left, Connie was snoring like my damn father – man, did my father snore
so loud. My mother used to smother him with a pillow just long enough for him
to stop. In a way, it was a good thing, but quiet terrifying now that I think
back on it. If Connie was being so loud, maybe others won't notice when I drag
Corporal into the unoccupied guestroom.
Corporal was sleeping peacefully on my right. He sleeps laying on his back,
never turning to the side. I have a feeling it might be an underground thing or
just the fear of being attacked from behind. Either way, I was doing the
attacking tonight whether he likes it or not.
I got out of bed as slowly and quietly as possible. I lift up the sheets and
place one foot down, testing the floorboards before applying full pressure so
it wouldn't make a sound. After situating myself in a sitting position, I
sprang up and took another cautious step. Nothing squeaked. Good.
By the time I took two measly steps that felt like forever, I kneel down beside
the bed. I didn't really want to scare Levi, so I gently shook him a bit.
Unlike other people who usually wake up feeling disoriented, Levi immediately
snapped open his eyes, staring directly at me. My heart leaped out of my chest
a bit – I can never get used to that.
"What the hell are you doing, brat?" He asks quietly.
"Corporal…" I inch a little closer to him. He sat up, rubbing the back of his
neck and yawned.
"Once again, what the hell do you want, brat?"
"Levi…" I whine, scooting closer to him, playing with the helm of my shirt.
"I'm horny."
He gave me an incurious look. What, I can't help myself! You can't blame me.
It's been too long. I was kidnapped too many times, that at this point it's
just embarrassing. Levi also had to lock himself up for a while torturing
Sanes, so I didn't even have time to give him a friendly hello. So hah.
But Levi had totally different plans. He started to wiggle his way underneath
the covers, away from my presence. Of course after knowing a man for awhile,
you start to know exactly what buttons to push to get what you want. So the
first thing I do? I grab for his cock and give a couple of strokes above the
blanket.
"We are not doing this here," Levi hisses, propping himself on his elbows,
eyebrows knit further than usual.
I smirk and I know he hates it. "I didn't say we need to do it here. We can do
it there." I nod my head in the general direction of the guestroom. Levi didn't
say anything, so I continue rubbing him, feeling his length grow beneath his
black cotton pants. He didn't say anything and just watched. I knew I was
winning this battle when I saw the glint in his eyes from the moonlight.
He sighs, getting up and grabbed me by the wrist. He pulls at me to follow and
I do. We stop at the kitchen at first and straight towards the cupboards. Levi
reaches for a box with a padlock on it (he was on his tippy-toes so I tried not
to laugh too hard). He yanks at my neckline, taking the extra key he added onto
my necklace a while back.  
"What are you getting?" I ask, gently patting him on the shoulders as he
unlocks the box.
"You don't recognize this bottle?" He takes out a clear vial, uncapping it,
letting the smell of lavender waft through my nose. Oh. Oh. How could I forget?
"You actually hid it in the kitchen?"
"Tch. A better question would be why I hid it in the kitchen."
"Um, so why?" I step back as he places the box behind the other jars containing
different cooking spices.
"Safety precautions. In case brats decide to use it for themselves." He stares
at me. I roll my eyes, blushing slightly as I turn away from his piercing gaze.
"It's not like I touch myself all the time."
"Oh? So, when do you touch yourself? You don't think about me?"
"Th-that's not it!" I sputter. "I touch myself when I'm alone. When
I..think..about you," I start to mumble. Just because I'm a indecent brat,
doesn't mean that I don't get embarrassed sometimes. Hey, my lover is too blunt
for his own good and even that sometimes will have me acting like a total
virgin.
He grips my side with strong arms, trapping me between him and the cupboards.
He leans forward, stepping a bit closer until I felt his erection brush against
my cock. I gasp in pleasure, holding onto his shoulders for support. He licks
the shell of my ears, whispering, "so tell me, brat, how exactly do you touch
yourself without lube?"
I muffle my moan, resting my head against his. He never plays fair. He knows I
can't stand dirty talk. "I…" I hesitate, feeling Levi grind slowly against me.
"I jerk myself off when I have time."
"That doesn't answer my question." He bites my neck as punishment, only making
me moan louder but I try to conceal it with his shirt.
"I-I jerk myself off and then I'll use my cum to to-touch myself." I
practically feel him grinning against my side.
"Good boy." I was praised. Levi kisses my cheek and then my lips. I feel him
slide his hands up my thighs, lifting me off the ground with ease, planting me
on top of the cupboard counter. I automatically wrap my arms around his neck as
he kisses me fervently, pushing my head back until it collides with the
silverware. The dishes clang loudly behind me. Levi halts and waits for any
other sound besides my heavy breathing. I need this man to take me. Now.
We somehow communicated telepathically because the next thing I knew, I being
carried – kidnapping style. I never said that Levi was a romantic, so there
will never be bridal style or any other way. Levi likes taking control and I
don't really care for it because I actually love it. Even years down the road,
when I'm hopefully alive, a lot broader and a lot taller, I will still have my
legs wrapped around the shorter man as he does filthy things to me.
Levi reaches the guestroom, opening it gently and shutting it with his foot. He
throws me onto the bed, placing the lube on the side and situates himself
between my legs. I open them up shamelessly, letting him rub our cocks together
once more. I cry out, covering my mouth to stop myself from being too loud.
"Did you lock the door?" I ask, brushing his hair away from his face. He nods,
leaning down to take my lips once more between his teeth. I open my mouth,
inviting him inside to have a taste. He sucks my tongue, distracting me from
his wandering hands. I feel him pulling at my drawstrings until they came
undone. He grips the waistband of my pants and underwear as I lift my hips up
to assist him in taking them off.
"Fucking stunning," He peers down at me, stroking my tinted pink cheeks. He's
one to speak, he's always looking gorgeous. Disheveled hair thanks to my hands,
bottom lip swollen, and the moonlight making his grey-blue eyes look absolutely
sinister.
"Fuck me already, Lance Corporal." I place my hands on his erection, rubbing it
sensually.
He closes his eyes, relying on his sense of touch to feel my hands on him. He
looks unfaze, but the little upturn of his lips told me otherwise.
"Over one condition," he grits out, helping me in taking off my shirt. I am now
fully naked and he is fully clothed. I love it.
"Anything for you, Corporal." I grab his neck, bringing him down once more. He
inhales my scent, rutting against me. I want to cry out in pleasure. He feels
so fucking fantastic. Out of all the times we had sex, I think this might be
one of the top best fucks – and we didn't even start.
"You have to be quiet." I immediately whine. He cups my mouth, shushing me. I
pout, licking his palm so he would stop that. He pulls back, looking at his
hand offensively and proceedes to wipe it on the sheets - as if it was plagued
with some incurable disease.
I chuckle as he stares at me darkly. "Okay, okay, fine. I can do that. I'll
bite down here." I mimic the move as I lightly bite down at the junction
between my thumb and wrist. He pulls my hand away, scowling once more. I can
never please this man, I swear.
"No!," he almost yells, catching himself on time. He combs through his hair
with his hand, "we are not repeating last time."
"That was only because I had one goal in mind."
"We are not repeating last time." I sigh, holding my arms up as if I was
surrendering. He exhales deeply, leaning in on me.
"Levi—"
"Eren, shut up right now. I want to fuck you." I close my mouth, complying
because that is exactly what I want. When sex happens, we don't talk so much
and today was getting a little wordy for both of our taste. C'mon, sex is sex
and it's all based on primal instinct. Pillow talk can come after.
Levi takes off his knitted black shirt, muscles contracting and moving in all
the right places. Scars ran across his chest and down into his pelvic. The 3D
maneuver gear marred him in areas that were too tight, such as his shoulder
blades.
To me, he was perfect.
Levi snickers, knowing that I was blatantly checking him out. He goes for the
lube, slicking up his fingers with a copious amount. He looks down at me, until
green met grey. There was some mischievous glint in his eyes as he drops his
head down to give my cock a nice suck. I almost scream out loud. Almost.
He licks at my head slowly, sucking in the precum. At first, Levi would never
dream about sucking me off, especially since it's dirty. So when he decided
that he wanted to give a try at it, it was as if he was experienced. His warm
mouth felt good at that time, and today, it felt even better. He strokes the
base of my dick as his other hand plays with my balls. He tugs at the foreskin
with his lips, but then uses his hand to pull it down, revealing my head once
more. He hollows out his cheeks, sucking at it hard and long, licking my slit
too many times to count. He pulls off with a wet pop, slurping away the excess
saliva. I pant, gripping the headboard until my knuckles turn white. I catch
his eyes as he looks up. We continue our eye contact as he licks from the base
of my shaft to my head. He repeats the movements until I became a babbling
mess.
"Mmm…hah—Levi, stop…I can't." I squirmed, but he held them down. Oh god, why
did he feel so good?
But Levi had to make things better as he slides in his first finger, plunging
me with his digit. I mewl – I could practically cum to this if I didn't try to
control myself. Levi wasted no time to stick in a second finger, but his pace
slows down because he knew I was uncomfortable and too tight. I breathe through
my mouth, panting relentlessly.
When he decides to probe me with his third, I whimper in pleasure. I cover my
mouth as soon as possible, unable to hold back. Levi always felt so so so good.
There was so much friction, but it just wasn't enough. He lets go of my cock to
give me a hard slap on my ass for being so damn loud. It only made me cry out
more than I intended – I like it rough.
"L-Levi?" He hums, approval for me to continue. "C-can you touch m-me, there.
Ah!"   
Levi's mouth finally slides off my dick as he shakes his head. "Not with my
fingers."
"Then," I spread my legs wider, "Can you with your cock?" I tap my hole, biting
down on my lips in an attempt at seduction. I succeeded because he fumbles with
his drawstrings. He takes out his dick to stroke himself, pants still secured
on his hips. I whine because I love it when he fucks me with clothes on. He
groans, grabbing the vial once again to lube up his penis. The scent of
lavender made it to my nose once more. I became so addicted to the smell, as
much as I'm addicted to having sex with Levi. I must have conditioned myself,
because every time I smell lavender from the flower vendor, I get really horny
and hot.
"You asked for this," Levi speaks, breaking me from my reverie. He positions
himself, lifting up my ass a bit for him to align with my entrance. Then I feel
it. His warm dick piercing through my ring of muscles. I turn my face to the
side, hissing in pain, but knowing that pleasure will follow soon after. He's
now fully seated inside, shaft lost in the depths within me. I wiggle a bit,
trying to adjust to his length and size (hey, short man comes with a big dick).
When I feel comfortable enough for him to continue, I wrap my legs around him,
silently asking him to go forth. And so he does.
He rocks his hips back and forth slowly at first. He pulls out almost all the
way and then slides himself back in an an agonizingly slow pace – I knew he was
consuming the feeling of my warmth as I was with his. With a couple of more
thrusts, he starts to speed up, gripping my hips for a better angle.
"Ah…Levi don't stop. Nnnhh…you feel so good," I moan, scratching my blunt nails
across his back.
Levi does not hold back. He snaps his cock in with such force, it almost knocks
my breath away. What we did notice, however, was with every hard thrust, came
the banging of the headboard against the wall.
"Shit," Levi slows his movement, "shit, shit."
"Mmm…what Levi?"
"I can't fuck you like this! Fuck! Why the fuck is this old ass bed so fucking
noisy?" Levi grumbles, stopping completely in his movement.  Ah, we were trying
to be quiet, I forgot. I mean, Levi could pull out of me and pull the bed away
from the wall...but that would require too much labor. Plus, we were in the
middle of fucking, no time to play carpenter.
But I had an idea. I look up at him once more, cupping his chin to drag him
down for a kiss. He relaxes in my touch, kissing me lightly on the lips until
we parted.
"I can ride you on the couch." Levi eyes flickers to the cushioned solution
next to the bed. "I can please myself, fuck myself on top of you until I turn
into a mess. You like me messy, right Corporal? Would you like that, Levi?" I
ask, leaning up to brush my lips against his again.
"Then what the hell are you waiting for?" He smirks, lifting me up from the bed
(and quite frankly, I'm pleased to get off of it because the mattress was not
soft ). He steps backwards and falls onto the couch with much grace as I
straddle him.
He teasingly flick my nipples, understanding that I don't really like to have
them played, but don't mind if it's once in awhile. He places his hand behind
my back, pulling me down until my nub makes contact with his mouth. He gives a
tentative lick, sucking at it gently, and pulling it between his teeth. I yelp,
not really accustomed to the feeling.
In order to not think so much about it, I reach behind me, taking his penis in
my hand and stroking it a couple of times for good measure. I then lower myself
down until his cock was buried inside me once more. We groan simultaneously, as
I feel my tight heat engulf his thick girth. Adjusting to the new position, I
lift myself up, only to drive myself down on his cock.
"Ah! You're lucky you're small." I grin.
"Are you talking about my penis or me?" He snaps his hips up, causing me to
shudder from the sensation, beads of sweat dripping down my face and onto his
alabaster skin.
"Y-you. We both fit on the couch." I rub my penis against his abdominal as I
roll my hips, causing enough friction for the both of us to enjoy.
"Either way, I'm going to have to punish you for insulting me, stupid brat."
"Are-are you going to punish me now?" I don't really mind Levi's punishment
games. They usually consist of me being tied up for a majority of the day and
Levi doing whatever the hell he wants. Oh god, like that time when he fucked me
on the floor as I was chained to his office desk.
"Not today. Get a move on it." He wraps his arms around my waist, bringing me
down, until I feel him deeper inside – was that even fucking possible? I lean
back, positioning my hands on his knees as I rode him. We set a fast pace as
Levi lifts his hips up to contribute.
"Ah…ahhhh…Levi, I can't find—" I was cut off when he angled me slightly to the
side, assaulting my prostate in an instant. I cry out, biting my arm and
praying that I won't turn into a titan. Levi keeps pounding into me, sparking
that fire inside of me over and over again, not stopping, not caring to stop.
"Levi! P-please, I'm about to fucking cum. Oh my god, y-you're gonna make me
cum! Levi, Levi, Levi, Leeevi…" I senselessly repeat his name, loving the way
it sounds as he continues to please me. I pump my dick with the same pace Levi
was going – fast and hard. He fucks me so so hard. The slapping of our skins
echoes loudly in the room. I pant heavily, really close to cuming because
Levi's penis just felt so amazing. He was so long, so thick, so perfect.
In an instant, it happens. My vision blurs with my tears as I have my orgasm,
cuming between the both of us. I let the translucent liquid trickle down from
my chest and chin, catching a little taste of myself on my lips. My head falls
to his shoulder as Levi's pace became rapid but with no rhythm to it. He grunts
softly as I feel him spill his thick seeds into my tight hole. He thrusts a
couple more times, letting me milk him dry. I couldn't help noticing Levi's
pants stained with my cum and his. It was fucking hot.
Levi holds onto me until both of our breaths are regulated. I look at his eyes,
brushing his hair once again away from his face. Then Levi smiles at me
genuinely, with his teeth showing. It was rare of him to look so adorable and
happy, so I smile back, kissing him because he well deserved it.
"Are you tired, shitty brat?" he askes, stoking the side of my face.
"Mmhmm," I answer, sighing contently. "We should fuck more like this."
"You are one kinky piece of turd. As much as I like this, I rather have you
moaning and screaming for me without having to hold back." Levi chuckles.
I laughed, because I'm pretty sure I wasn't holding back as much as I should.
Yep, I'm pretty sure someone heard us. Oh well, the sooner they find out, the
faster they'll accept the fact that we're dating exclusively.
I could not care less.
End Notes
     I don't care either! Go for a round two!
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